With Carlita, we will do a restaurant." It is money, Dave." I know. I have money. But we will think about how we will feed ourselves without a restaur...nt every night."She smiled. "I am your wife. It is my place." You are my Carlita, yes, my wife, but you are also Carlita who may be a student and Carlita who can go with Carlie to have fun during the day." What about Pat?" Pat..." I mused. "We need to talk to Pat. There is Brindy..." Carlita and Dave cannot make love all the time. Do you think. The head was turning a rosy red as she uncovered it on the down stroke and the shaft widened as it grew another inch longer. "Oh yeah Liz see how good that feels to me, you make my cock hard."She was watching with rapt attention as the loose skin rose around my bell shaped head covering it with a thin layer of skin on the up stroke. "Ummmm goood, now use your other hand to cup and massage my balls. Good, good, you squeeze a little harder but not to hard, yeah that's right." I think she was. ++++++A few weeks later, we are visited by my Aunt Jean and my cousin Jill.They have arranged to come over for tea, and inevitably mum has made anew outfit for Jill which she's keen to try. This consists of a ratherbeautiful purple skirt and a long-sleeved cotton top fastened by buttonsat the back. The top has a purple background, and a pattern of leavesand tendrils picked out in pale green. It is rather a struggle to puton, but Jill loves it, and once she's fully dressed, she and I retreatto. Swallows fingered her clit, moaning as Bumfelt's cock thrust in and out of her gaping vagina.“Fuck that pussy, Detective,” she demanded. “Pound it. Pound that pussy.”“You fucking dirty bitch,” gasped Bumfelt, pushing himself harder. Faster. Deeper. “That how you like it Doc? That what you want?”“Yes baby. Like that. Do me like that. Make me cum,” moaned Swallows, rubbing her clit harder. Taking herself to the edge of orgasm. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.”Bumfelt did. He fucked the.